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Hillcrist Monologue from The Skin Game (A Tragi-Comedy)

From The Skin Game (A Tragi-Comedy) by John Galsworthy

male · sarcastic · 1:06 min

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The Centry! (He rings the bell.) Mrs. J. (Who has brightened up) I'm glad you're goin' to stop it, sir. It does put us about. We don't know where to go. I said to Mr. Hornblower, I said, "I'm sure Mr. Hillcrist would never 'eve turned us out." An' 'e said: "Mr. Hillcrist be----" beggin' your pardon, sir. "Make no mistake," 'e said, "you must go, missis." He don't even know our name; an' to come it like this over us! He's a dreadful new man, I think, with his overridin notions. And sich a heavyfooted man, to look at. (With a sort of indulgent contempt) But he's from the North, they say. (FELLOWS has entered, Left.)

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40s · disgust · power · identity · class · conflict

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